Chapter 5

Bulma was in the kitchen making herself some dinner. She got out the bread and some lunch meat and a bag of chips. She sat down as she waited until six o'clock. Chi Chi was coming over and time seemed to pass so slow.

Vegeta entered the room and stood in the doorway peering at her. He wore black pants and was carrying a wrinkled white shirt. "Women," He said to catch her attention. " How do you get the shirt to not be wrinkly?" He held up the shirt to show her the wrinkled condition it was in.

"Vegeta, you have to iron it. " Bulma said. " And why do you want to wear that nice dress shirt? Can't you just wear one of your other shirts I bought for you? Or do you insist on wrecking all the nice clothes?"

Vegeta gave a little grunt at her as he walked over to the table and placed his hands on the wood and peered over at her. " Well, I think you would like me to wear nice clothes when we go out to eat. Unless you prefer me to wear one of my 'other' shirts."

Bulma was shocked. " Wh..." She stuttered,not managing to finish her sentence.

"Now, are you going to help me or are we going to be late for our reservations."

"But... Chi Chi was coming over..." Bulma squealed out, not knowing why she had said that.

"Well, tell her to not come over, or just have her come here to an empty house for all I care, I want to take you out to dinner." Vegeta demanded as he grew ancy about his wrinkled shirt. His face got all wrinkled up in his anger and looked as if he was going to attack the white dress shirt.

Bulma couldn't help but to laugh, since the stupidest things got him upset. "Ok, let me call Chi Chi, then I will iron your shirt for you, then I need to get ready. Will I have time?"

"Yes," Vegeta said as he tossed her his shirt and took off to the living room to sit on his chair. Bulma sighed at the princes laziness, but she figured he is taking her out to eat, so she should be grateful about that. She went upstairs do get ready and to fix the wrinkled shirt problem.

AN hour and a half later, they were seated at a fancy restaurant. Bulma had done her hair up in a reversal French braid with the ends loose and curling against her face. She wore her nice black and white dress, which was Vegeta's choice. She realized that the dress pushed her breasts up and that is why Vegeta liked it so much, that and Vegeta stared at them when he talked to her.

She couldn't help but notice how attractive Vegeta looked. She always had the hots for him, but seeing him in a nice suit and his hair brushed made him look so much better. The waiter came and took their drink orders. Bulma ordered a drink for Vegeta, or else he was just going to drink milk like he always did.

"Don't tell me you are going to pout because you did not get your milkies," Bulma teased him.

"..." Vegeta tried to think of something to say, but settled for crossing his arms in silence. " Well, what the heck did you just order for me? It could be poison for all I know."

"Don't be such a baby, its an alcoholic drink. Ever have alcohol before?"

"No." He said as the waiter brought the drinks. He looked at the red fluid questionable.

"It's a strawberry daiquiri dear, it won't kill you." Bulma said as she took a sip of hers. Vegeta watched her as she took a few sips, and when he saw that she did not fall over dead, he took a sip.

"Tastes like strawberries, but not the rotten ones you get."

Bulma rolled her eyes at him as he smirked back at her. Vegeta stole nervous glances around the room. He was uneasy about this whole dinner thing. He did not know what was expected of him here, and that made him upset. He felt vulnerable because he was so clue less.

"Something wrong Vegeta?" Bulma asked nicely.

"No."

"You look like something is bothering you."

"Nothing is bothering me woman!" He said a little too loud, attracting the attention of the other people of the tables close to them. Vegeta let a sigh out. " I just don't get this whole thing..."He muttered out as he sunk deeper in his chair, which only made him look shorter then he already was.

"What? What don't you get?"

"The whole taking some one out to dinner thingy.." Vegeta said as he slightly blushed from embarasment.

"Well,its something nice a ... someone does for.. another..." Bulma said, leaving out a few words for she was unsure of how to explain it to some one.

"It's just, ..." Vegeta said in short spurts in between fidgeting in his chair or playing with his napkin. " We never did this back at home. My home planet... that is...before it was destroyed..."Vegeta was rambling, something Bulma was not used to. " We didn't take a female to dinner or anything like that, so I ... am kind of ...c;lueless..er.. unsure of what to do... and the whole point of it..." Vegeta trailed off realizing that he must not be making any sense.

"Well, what did you do back on your home planet then?" Bulma curiously asked.

" We beat them,"Vegeta said with no shame, causing Bulma's eyes to almost pop out. "No, silly. Not in that way. We sparred,fought with them, and who ever won, got to have the other as a..hm... play slave. Meaning, for that night, the winner was spoiled, and the other, being the looser, had to do whatever the other wanted. Then the next night, the roles would reverse, so all the slaves hard work to do as the winner asked, pays off. That was just one little game we did. "

" Is there any more? " Bulma asked, actually enjoying that he was talking to her about his past life. When she saw him give her a glare, she added " If you don't mind telling me, I am just interested..."

"If you really want to know, I'll tell you, just don't tell anyone else. Well, when a Saiyan finds a mate he wants to court, probably translating to 'date' in your vocabulary, they, referring to the males, they have to win over the female's affection. He basically slaves over her, making sure she is satisfied in every possible way, and hopes that she chooses him...I don't eve know why I am telling you this.." He said as his cheeks grew more flushed. " But, we were never on our home world for very long once we were old enough to go out and purge planets, so all this courting as done when we are not training or on purging missions... so to answer your question, this is why...I only come..to you when I am not training and..." Vegeta trailed off again, his voice getting lower for he was completely red. He glanced up at Bulma to see her not laughing at him.

Bulma, not really knowing how to take what he said, smiled back at him. "Vegeta.. that was very sweet.." She said, only to make him slink down in his chair more in embarrassment. " You want to go dance?"

"huh?"

" Would you like to go dance? If not, its ok.." Bulma said not wanting to upset him.

"I.. don't know how to..dance,"

"Come on, " Bulma said as she got up. " I'll show you" He got up and walked out with her on the dance floor that was crowded by other people. Bulma placed his hands around her waist and placed hers around his neck.

"Now what?" Vegeta asked.

"Well, just kind of..move,I guess. It's hard teaching some one to dance. Just look at the other people and do what they do. Vegeta looked around the room, and saw one guy to a spinny thing with his girl, and drop her right on her butt. Vegeta looked back at Bulma with a look in his eye.

"No Vegeta, you are not supposed to do that!" Bulma said, for she saw the couple take a spill.

"Darn," Vegeta jokingly mumbled as he looked at an older couple.

"Just kinda..move in a box shape. That is how my mother taught me. Here,let me show you what you are supposed to do." Bulma led him in dancing, until he got the concept and took over. The song ended, and Bulma's feet were sore enough so they went back to their seats to eat their dinner.

Vegeta basically inhaled his food, and ate Bulma's leftovers. " Food's not bad, " Vegeta said as he downed the rest of his daiquiri.

"Want another one?" Bulma asked.

"Sure." He replied as Bulma flagged down the waiter and ordered two more drinks. They chit chatted most of the night. teasing each other and busting jokes to each other. They were approaching the bar when Bulma suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Vegeta asked looking at her.

"Yamcha..." She said. Yamcha was at the bar, staring at her madly. He got even madder when he saw Vegeta there next to her.

"What? You're not over him yet?" Vegeta said kind of upset that she wasn't pleased with him.

"No, I am over him,it's just that he is not over me. He still calls.." Bulma said but stopped once she saw Yamcha approaching. Vegeta turned his gaze from Bulma to her ex.

"So, Bulma, I find out the truth.." he slurred out for he must have had something wrong with him, for he didn't walk straight. "You little wore." A few people looked in their direction, and some left anticipating that something would happen.
"Yamcha,leave me along. Get over it!" Bulma said back to him.

"You are a little trollop. I knew you had a thing for Vegeta ever since he lived with you. Being the slut you are, you probably slept with him already, heh, even before you broke up with me."

"Yamcha! " She said rather flustered and embarrassed. She was afraid that Vegeta would for some reason believe him or no longer want to be with her.

"She's a cheap fuck, isn't she Vegeta?"

Bulma wiped at the tears that were forming on her cheek as she went to run off. Vegeta caught her arm and held her next to him. " Don't let him treat you like this woman." He whispered to her, trying to encourage her to stand up to him like the way she did to him when they fought.

"I can't" she said back, on the edge of crying.

"Why not? I seen you before... You put up a good fight..."

"Vegeta.. I can't" She said as she tried to break free. She lowered her gaze o the floor with embarrassment. Yamcha yelled at her again, only to have Vegeta stand up for her.

"You idiot!" He yelled, pushing hm back into the bar. " You don't have the slightest clue how to treat a woman or she wouldn't have left you!"

" She left me because she was having perverted sex dreams of you.. you male whore-bitch,"Yamcha yelled back, not making too much sense in his drunken state, which only caused Vegeta to laugh.

Grabbing Yamcha by his collar, he drew him close so only he could hear what he had to tell him. " Well,if you were able to please her in bed, she wouldn't have had to dream about me, now would she?" Vegeta heard Bulma behind him telling him to please not start a fight over this. Already causing scene, Vegeta just threw him down to the ground and walked back over to Bulma. Yamcha was escorted out of the place, cursing all the way to the door.

Vegeta led her over to the bar and sat down on the stool. She still looked upset over what just happened. Vegeta brushed her hair back and dried her tears with his fingers. Placing a kiss on her cheek, he whispered softly to her. " Don't pay any attention to what he said. Don't let it bother you like it does. I don't care what he had said, it changes nothing."
Bulma sighed as she took out her purse. "Want to do a shot?" She said as she ordered to Vodka shots. She downed hers leaving Vegeta looking at the shot glass.

"Looks like water..." he said as he drank it to discover it's nasty taste. "Blech... Tastes like rubbing alcohol..." Vegeta made a face then recovered. Bulma chuckled at him and ordered yet another daiquiri.

"How many of them are you going to have?" Vegeta said. " Your still thirsty?"

"Vegeta, you are so dense sometimes."

"Dense?" Vegeta asked not sure of what she meant.

"Here, drink another one." She said as she gave him another shot.

"Why?" He said downing it just as quickly as he asked.

"Wait until the alcohol kicks in. I am driving, so you got to drink up."

"Huh?"

"Don't you feel any different?"

"No." He said back at her. "Am I supposed to?"

"Yeah, here,have more." Bulma ordered him shots until she was convinced that Saiyan must not be able to get drunk. They went back to their tables and paid their bill. It was eleven-thirty,and both agreed to get heading home.

The night cooled down a bit, and the two went walking to the car. Bulma opened the door of her convertible and at down with a plop as she started the engine. Vegeta stood facing away from the door.

"You getting in Vegeta?" She said teasingly to him. He didn't reply. "Vegeta, you ok?" Still no answer. Bulma got out of the car and walked over to him just in time to see him puke up all the vodka he drank, along with his dinner. Vegeta hid himself from Bulma's view.

"Don't look at me!!" He managed to slur out as he wobbled over to the bush to empty his stomach again. " What the hell..." Vegeta angrily mumbled as he stood up,wiping his face.

"I guess even Saiyan have their limits for drinking." Bulma said as she opened the car door for him
.
"What are you talking about?"

" Well,alcohol can make you feel like your floating on air, unless you drink to much. And I think you went passed your limit Vegeta" She explained to him as he miserably sat down. Bulma got back in the drivers seat and closed the door. "You feeling better?"

Vegeta just grunted and told her to drive home. Bulma pulled out of the parking lot and headed back to er house, taking the turns slowly to not get her passenger sick.

"Did you have fun tonight?" Vegeta asked a few times before Bulma could understand what he was asking.

"Yeah, I did." She replied, trying not to laugh at her drunken date. He took to playing with he radio,missing the buttons and cursing at them as if it was their fault.

"Damn these things, can they get any smaller?" Vegeta whined as he eventually gave up. He turned his attention towards Bulma as she drove. More like Bulma's boobs, for he couldn't resist trying to grab at them. She slapped him away easily for his aim wasn't very good.

"Vegeta, I am trying to drive!" She said giggling at him.

"well, I am trying to get some action women!" He yelled back at her as he successfully grabbed her right breast as he bounced it in his hand and let a sly smirk form on his lips.

"Vegeta!!" Bulma yelled as she removed his hand from her and threw it back at him. "Not now, I have to drive."

"But I am so horny.." He whined as he tried climbing over the seats to kiss her.

"Wait until we get home ok?"

"I can't wait that long."

"Well,your going to have to." Bulma said trying to keep her concentration on the road. "Entertain yourself in some other way then grabbing at my boobs."

"Like what?" Vegeta joking threw back at her in a childish voice.

"I don't know, why don't you play with yourself?" Bulma said letting a laugh exit her mouth wildly. Vegeta just shrugged and said, "Ok"

"Vegeta I was just joking!" Bulma squealed out, but heard him unzip his zipper and loosen his belt. He freed his erection from his pants as Bulma blushed and giggled at him. He cocked his eyebrow at her, watching her flirtatious expressions as he stroked himself slowly for her.

" I could use a little help, "Vegeta whimpered to her, trying to persuade her to join him.

"Vegeta.." she said giddily to him. " I gotta get home first.."

Vegeta slid back in the seat ad spread his legs to make more room for his hand to fondle himself. He never took his eyes off of Bulma, causing her to blush even more from his actions. He began to jerk himself off more rapidly as he laid his head back to feel the wind run through his hair,moaning slightly as he pleasured himself.

He was forced to stop when the car swerved on a side road suddenly. Vegeta tossed his head to the side to see that they were on a dirt path that lead out to the middle of no where. "Where are we going? We home yet?" Vegeta slurred as he looked around for anything that was familiar to him.

"No, we are not home yet, i didn't think you would make it. " She said as she unfastened her seat belt and climbed over him. Vegeta was socked by her sudden aggressive gesture of climbing over him and slipping her stockings and underwear off before he even knew the car was parked.

She sat down on him and took his face in her hands. "You are such a demanding person. Like a child, can't even waits when he wants something," She said to him before capturing his surprised mouth with hers. Vegeta sloppily kissed her back and ran his hands over her bare smooth butt. She positioned herself and then slid herself down upon his stiff member, but not all the way, just enough to tease him..

"Rushing a bit, aren't we?" Bulma mocked his rushingness.

"Forget the foreplay woman, I want to see you ride me." He told her as he pulled her down on him. Bulma winced a bit at first, then started to shift her weight to her legs so she could move herself on top of him. She rose herself up with her legs ever so slowly, then quickly dropped herself down on him repeatedly.

Vegeta reached up to her hair tie and gently tugged it out freeing her flowing hair. He worked the braid out with his fingers and watched as the strands blew in every which direction with the wind.

After shaking the feeling of having her hair up loose, she bent over and nipped at her partner's nose. Her hands wondered down his chest to find his shirt only to rip it apart to reveal his chest.

"Hey! That was a nice shirt," Vegeta sarcastically threw at her faking to be upset over it. Bulma just shrugged it off as she rubbed her hands over him. Vegeta fumbled for the handle to recline so he could get more comfortable. He laid back more and adjusted his feet position so he could thrust up into her as she came down. Soon, Bulma was groaning with delight as he placed his hands on her hips to hit even deeper inside of her. In her heightened enjoyment, she began to claw at Vegeta slightly. Vegeta purred in return, enjoying the way her hails felt against his bare skin.

Vegeta couldn't stand it no more. Releasing Bulma's hips, he grabbed at her shoulders and brought her down to his face to receive a kiss before he moved to her neck. He found the spot and began licking her a few times before biting her as hard ah he could. Bulma let out a scream as she felt the sharp pain of his teeth breaking her skin and intantanioulsy pulling away. Vegeta confusingly let her go.

"What the hell is that all about!" She yelled at him angrily. "Why did you bite me?"

Vegeta didn't answer, for he didn't know what to really say. He just sat there with his usual expression on his face.\ Bulma must have taken the look the wrong way, and Vegeta not explaining himself only made it worse for she removed herself from him and sat back down in the drivers seat.

"I think it is time we got home," She told him as she started the car again and took off for home.

Damnit. I was so close! Vegeta thought to himself as he put himself away. He looked at Bulma, who was upset, and got upset very easily he thought. He sat there looking the other direction as the trees passed as they drove home.

Upon returning to Capsule Corp., Bulma exited the car and went to the house. Vegeta followed her in and up the stairs, but went into his bedroom and closed the door. He heard her get in the shower, to rinse off the blood that dripped down her neck and over her dress.

He sat down on his bed wondering where he went wrong. He knew she had feelings for him, but why did she refuse him that way? He was certain she felt the same way for him as any other Saiyan---

That was it. She didn't know what he was doing. She was unaware that biting a mate to draw blood was a Saiyan way of 'marking' their mates. By doing this act, it is the first step in the so-called bonding process, and she was just not aware of it. Vegeta got off the bed and went into the hallway to find that she was still in the shower. He decided to stand by the door and wait for her to come out.

He licked at the coppery taste still dwelling on his teeth as he heard the shower turn off, and minutes later rustling around n the medicine cabinet, looking for a bandage most likely. She finally emerged and noticed the prince standing there. She shot him an angry stare as she walked briskly to her room and slammed the door.

Vegeta sighed as he walked to her door and turned the door knob only to discover that he barged in on her one to many times for she had locked it. "Bulma.." He shouted. "Bulma, come on, let me in." Silence. " I want to talk to you." Dead silence again. "Come on woman, open he door! You know I can just break it in, right?"

"Just leave me alone Vegeta!" Bulma shouted. "Go away!"

"Why?"

"Because you are an asshole that only thinks of himself!" He heard something hit the door with a crash.

"Bulma, either open the door or I am knocking it down... I have to explain something to you.... BULMA!! I am really getting pissed off!!!" Vegeta said as he pounded at the door. She still didn't let him in. Being as frustrated as he was, he kicked the door in causing the wooden door to slam against the wall and hang slightly crooked. He walked in to find an empty room, but the balcony doors open. Obviously, she went outside on the balcony.

Vegeta walked passed the smashed vase of roses he had hidden in her room before they went out. He bent over and picked one up. He took it with him as he walked outside. He saw her laying face down on the outside furniture she had. Walking over to her, he gently rubbed his hand on her back.

"Bulma, sit up, I need to talk t you." He asked only to have her remain still. "Please, Bulma..." She sat up and moved to one side allowing him to take a seat next to her.

:Look, I am not sure how to explain this to you, and that is why I remained silent in the car when you asked me why I bit you. Um.." Vegeta fumbled for words again, making him frustrated because he felt like a wuss. " Ok, well, I bit you because that is the way we,meaning Saiyan.. you know.. um.. kind of like,mark you, so others know that you are my property."

"SO I am just your 'property? Is that all that you take me for?" Bulma whined back, plainly upset by his choice of words.

"Yes. I mean, no,not in that meaning. It's kind of our way of telling other that, you are spoken for.. I guess.. I don't know how to explain it to you to make you understand." Vegeta said as he blushed. HE played with the rose in his hand, twisting it in circles between his thumbs.

"Vegeta, jut flat out tell me. What is up between us?"

Vegeta looked at Bulma rather shocked by her demandingness. "Well, I was courting you the best way I knew how to make you like me back... and I bit you to start the bond..." He moved closer to his blue-haired beauty. "Look, I know you don't understand me,but I am tying my best to win you over." He gave her the one rose he saved from the floor and hinted a smile at her. She took it and smelt it as she grew a little embarrassed that she had threw them.

Bulma sighed as she began to speak. " I am sorry, I just got really moody for some reason. You are right, I don't completely understand what you are trying to say to me."

" I won't ever leave you, or walkout on you. I will stick to you, and just to you. Just remember, even if I do not come out of training for days, I still have you on my mind. It's just I was brought up differently, so I have different priorities in mind. But that doesn't mean that I don't care about you."

"Vegeta.. I... are..?" Bulma stuttered out only to be hushed by Vegeta as he gave her a kiss and cradled her in his arms.

"Yes," Vegeta replied. " we are finally 'together' as you say, if you'll accept me.." He said rather nervously,but still confident as he gestured for her to remove the bandage so he could finish what he had started. She removed it willingly and readied herself for the pain she knew was coming as he let his teeth pierce her skin once again.

Ok,there ya go. Took me long enough, right? Well, kinda got bad news. I don't really like the chapter, but I rewrote it so many times. I want to redo it again, but I dunno if I can get anything better then what I got here. SO, if you honesty think I am not going in good direction, let me know!! I won't get mad, because I don't even know if I should keep it or not. Anyways, I hope you enjoy tho I thinkit got kinda cheezy at the end. If anything needs to be explained more, let me know. I know some of the saiyan therioes thingies aren't very origonal, well,not really origonal at all, but iliked them when i read then in sooo many other fanfics. ( I am stressing sooo many so I don't get accused of 'stealing it' from some one's fic. I sw it in many, and I openly said it was not vry origonal of me. its just, in my opinion, seems to be what they would do) I plan on having probably 2 more chapters, at least 1 more major lemon scene coming up. I know I kinda cheated ya out of one this chap. lol. Anyway, I got something planned, reguardless if you all think I should redo this chap or not. Ta Ta For Now!! ;) ~~EvilRadtiz~~~ evilraditz2000@yahoo.com